Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1021 - 88: The Darkest Day in Life

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Chapter 1021: Chapter 88: The Darkest Day in Life

This was the darkest day in Su Ya Cavendish’s life.

Although she had been pursuing darkness, it was only when darkness truly descended upon her that she deeply understood what true terror and despair really meant.

Originally, it was just a routine night patrol for the Guardians Association.

If it had been a few years ago, when she was just a little girl, she might have still held hope and expectation for this.

But now she was a grown-up, and the moment she learned the truth, her childhood dreams of adventure were shattered.

The so-called "world of darkness" simply did not exist.

On the outskirts of the Upper City, and even in the Lower City District, all the various forces and groups — Werewolves and Vampires, smugglers and information traders, gang thugs and bloodthirsty mercenaries... were all "hunting grounds" arranged by Mathematics Transgressors for young people.

"Appropriate adventures and excitement help enhance the minds of minors... and their reproductive urges."

Yes, that’s correct — for those low-grade kids, maybe going out to patrol the city outskirts was a journey filled with thrilling adventures. But for a college student like Su Ya, the only motivation to stick with this job was to find a place to indulge in unrestrained sex.

But it was not a peaceful night. An unexpected explosion almost tore through the thick mist that hung in the sky.

For a moment, Su Ya felt as if she saw through a crevice, witnessing countless phantoms and Demons clashing with each other. That cruel scene profoundly shook her fragile heart.

She hadn’t smoked or eaten any snacks handed over by classmates, so it was definitely not an illusion.

Not long after, their night patrol team received a very strange order.

All Scavengers, regardless of their location, must immediately return to the association headquarters to await instructions.

Meanwhile, those seasoned Scavengers were requested to, as much as possible, go to the area where the explosion occurred and search for three outsiders.

The specific appearance features of the outsiders were unknown. According to intelligence estimates, at least they were Mythical Creature-level existences.

This time, it wasn’t a drill, wasn’t a script, wasn’t an April Fool’s Day event!

Seasoned Scavengers... Who would admit at this time that they weren’t seasoned Scavengers? If one were to return to headquarters honestly, wouldn’t they be questioned and mocked by those juniors who usually listened to their bragging?

Kate, the companion, proposed a genius idea—to find a small clinic, the kind that illegally provided Blood Therapy for Werewolves and Vampires. Get some Blood Food out, make it into bait, and lure those Mythical Creatures to reveal themselves.

As the underperformer in the team, Su Ya didn’t have much say. She instinctively felt strong unease and tried to persuade her companions to give up this hunt, but no one listened to her opinion.

Young people, often driven by hot-headedness, tend to regard risking death as a sign of courage.

And facts prove that risking death leads to death.

What followed would become a nightmare Su Ya couldn’t escape for the rest of her life — if she even had a rest of her life.

When she came to her senses, her companions were already lying in a pool of blood, and that Demon...

It put on her companion’s clothes, donned a bird-beak mask, and spoke from its mouth in a voice identical to hers.

"I am Su Ya Cavendish..."

It wants to become me! It wants to steal my identity! It wants to infiltrate Avalon!

Realizing all this, Su Ya’s heart was gripped by unprecedented terror, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Carry this corpse and walk ahead of me."

Faced with the dark barrel of the gun, a strong desire to survive led her to choose weakness and submission.

The stories in novels are all fake; we are not protagonists, nor are we favored by the gods of destiny.

The weight of the corpse far exceeded her imagination, almost bending her spine, but under the icy gaze of that Demon, she dared not make a sound.

They traversed through the fog.

The Demon didn’t choose the direction of Avalon, even though she had just sold all her intelligence, including her underwear color, clean.

They came to the entrance of an underground passage.

The stairs in front led to the former Lanton Subway.

It was a region strictly forbidden by the association headquarters for Scavengers to enter. It was said that deep in the subway, the effects of the Magic Prohibition would weaken, allowing those Demons to recover some of their power.

The Demon’s intentions were clear enough.

"Keep walking."

"Don’t kill me..."

"Be obedient, and you won’t die."

Words spoken by a Demon can’t be trusted at all — that’s common sense.

Especially when this Demon is using her voice to speak.

Su Ya felt her legs go weak.

Yet what almost drained the strength from her legs, almost seized her heart and lungs, was when the lights above suddenly turned on as they entered the subway station.

The figure that appeared before her almost scared her to the point of wetting herself.

Five Mechanical Maids stood in a line, hands placed on their chests, as if awaiting their master’s return.

Su Ya herself had a maid; every noble child was accompanied by one or more "maids" to provide psychological guidance and etiquette education.

However, the "maids" in the family weren’t allowed to be taken out of Avalon.

The presence of maids in the subway brought Su Ya no sense of security, instead recalling a long-standing terrifying legend in her mind.

"Abandoned Mechanical Servants."

Mechanical Puppets were supposed to unconditionally follow their master’s orders, but regrettably, some people had no fear of technology at all. According to regulations, all obsolete mechanical puppets were to be recycled uniformly, but some nobles, finding it inconvenient, directly discarded old models or sold them to the Grey Rat Nest’s gladiator arena to make the most of them.

Some abandoned mechanical puppets survived by chance, becoming extremely hostile to humans, even resorting to any means to murder their former masters.

Legend remains legend, but she was witnessing the real deal now.

Did I step in dog shit when I went out today...

As Su Ya was still in shock, the Demon behind her was already raising its gun to aim at those immobile mechanical puppets and pulling the trigger.

Weren’t they in collusion?

Before Su Ya could react, those mechanical maids decisively launched a counterattack, and the two sides began fighting intensely.

Bullets and blades intertwined in the darkness, Su Ya screamed and held her head, hiding in the corner, trying to minimize her presence, but even so, she couldn’t avoid the chase.

When the bright blade appeared in front of her, she never realized that death was so close to her.

But the next moment, the expressionless mechanical maid’s head exploded in mid-air, turning into debris before her.

A smoke grenade mixed with electric light detonated in the dark subway passage, enveloping everyone within.